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(Intro Sample - Richard Nixon) "Well, when I said "I just hope I haven’t let you down," that said it all. I had. I let down my friends. I let down the country..... Most of all, I let down an opportunity that I would have had for 2 1/2 more years to proceed with great projects and programs for building a lasting peace which has been my dream... Yup, I let the American people down, and I have to carry that burden with me for the rest of my life." (Dyslexia) (Dys x Sik) Habit is the rabbit i followed Alice might as well of been a model My cabinet clammed up, swalled damn fuck following the sand struck hollow (Sik Sense) See im at war with the elements, paw full of prejudice scorn, type to wipe the floor with your nemesis kick open the door to your premisis snare all the residents in residence like boom bap slap catch beats from the compression its a break in the connection as waves-de-form through their raw objection to perform sik-sense and dys-lex-ia absorb anything of yours inspecting all your flaws like i wanna eat my dinner of it this concoction make you stick your fingers in a frigging socket loss of oxygen an option but your locked into living by admitting your a novice to tripping but it was obvious stop bitching and get lost in this addiction (Outro Sample - Geroge Galloway) "Now I know that standards have slipped in the last few years in Washington, but for a lawyer you are remarkably cavalier with any idea of justice. I am here today but last week you already found me guilty. You traduced my name around the world without ever having asked me a single question, without ever having contacted me, without ever written to me or telephoned me, without any attempt to contact me whatsoever. And you call that justice."
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Escapism 02:10
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(Sik Sense) One word, never seen, never heard I do lyrics on tick and want them back by the first sticks, city, then out the 'burbs ounce get split like gash at a birth watch out we're masters at work outclass a vast amount of the earth with a verse the maths is truer than the facts of its worth beat black then bluer than the skins that are wrapped round the herb like what, i am amazing you are just not, there's not debating you can fuck off, I’m a menacing molecular mechanism because of my arrested development stop the, tempestuous, method switch lecherous gent type embellishment when this paranoia’s strong like eleven elephants on express setting stepping like seven jet engines (Dyslexia) Break down crews like chemical compounds (Sik Sense) I sabotage these tracks to mars and back with a carbon clad guard that'll spar your mans on these Martian lands you either can't or can no middle ground partisan lack of heart attack stack and harbour plans with this heat on repeat compete and burn feet on tracks like the darkest sands the smart arse, cigar in hand I’m the reason 'rolled on the thighs' got your god dam apartment smashed call me Mr Osmosis, no focus flow smith most dopest of opponent you’ve ever opposed with those pro's it’s potent open domes quick exposing this show boating joke in slow motion oh no it's, sik slanderous spit your gran will damage her hip from dancing like a twat and jamming to this i got a wealth of bad habits inhabit padded cells rabid as hell, savage how i manage to damage your health (Dyslexia) Break down crews like chemical compounds
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Serpent King 02:18
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(Dyslexia) (Sik Sense) Now pipe down Alice, look-in glass follow rabbit down that hole no one see's we strolled right passed it on a cold night you tracked it, emerged like a lurcher that was trapped in some abstract static state of inertia the rampant cancer, camped in your cortex constructing strands of attack clash your thoughts when i inhabit my habitat, habitually canny alley cat That’ll cross your path like fifth scratch on tally graph I got lactic acid tabs and tea flasks in a plastic bag I’ll happily adapt to the embrace with a clammy grasp i pick apart the patterns, instinctive, karmas caverns carbon carved in palms when stigmata happens I’m calm calmer than acceptance, self-harmer wrist action, split atom, sick stanzas ,written in lists in the midst of its inception and signed off with a kiss x tends to be, left with an impression it extends to be loved ones in intentions I’ve felt nothing since ingestion im becoming an infectious, reckless mess laying defenceless so i....change the synapse back to the last chapter where happiness floods streets like cats you can’t capture it’s that pattern that turns acts to habits it’s that pattern that swerved back and dies tragic the verse reinacts the lies graphics amplify for minds to translate light through eyes cyanide pride with a side of a few pints and one for the road, one for the endless fields of roach and used bags of coke second hand smoke, needles that never had the antidote no matter how amp the dose boast entrapment drugs capture a host and become engrossed in its enhancement (Dys x Sik) change the synapse back to the last chapter where happiness floods streets like cats you can’t capture it’s that pattern that turns acts to habits it’s that pattern that swerved back and dies tragic follow rabbit Alice, follow rabbit model madness Alice, hollow tactics swallow static Alice, coddle blandness all these candid cameras follow Alice
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As the Western, Roman Empire collapses/ Entire mappings of factions are dispatched with/ which leaves me, Baron Strange Fruit adapting to the expansive rankings of Middle Age romantics that languished inactive til 500 B.C and to the passing of Mohammed in 6 3 3 -head of state call me Caliph Islamic communities i used to fight but i take my own as captive it’s what happens when it’s the devil you dance with i signed in italics in exchange for the schematic to my soul emotions die I’m now combative lacking in any understanding of these semantics only military tactics, honed by Anglo Saxons blacken pages of history with these actions I’m forced to side with masses through transactions with Lucifer’s hands attached to the strands making it happen puppet master laughing, crafting the art of war carnivores storm forts, you’re hardly going to answer doors - we kill them all, blood marks on walls disregard your calls for mercy stood over you with thirty sharpened swords Satan in carbon form, Cataphact on the back of an armoured horse raising towns to the ground when i spark the torch compelled to retrieve the head from my targets corpse and it’s like that, no remorse when i slice at your light axe wielding infantry that don’t fight back i appear with night tasked with over throwing those who own oceans dethrone opponents with no known notice we swarm like locust over the remotest components of your force we decoded and opened i body your folk in a moment, I’m just a bloke smoking spines of those who decline to sign my vote slips Now, Baron Strange Fruit's been around you see i travel time lines where blood lines repeat i live passed lives as your feet pound the streets defeat emperors for evil as your sound asleep Baron Strange Fruit's been around you see fight with armies about sixty thousand deep technique of hardy beast i scar your peeps light you kings head with my right arm as i start my speech I’m under feudal command, cross on my shield this is my land blessing of god upon my steel I’ve got Byzantium blood, transgressing centuries import Turkish weaponry, Macedonian dynasty implore works of symmetry, math prone delivery with sicker speech than black plague city street living be the wicker creaks Neath the weight of heads from the guillotine spread from the west likes crusades on the middle east my empire stretch from Morocco round the Med to Italy chilling free only get out of bed for victory alchemedic synergy, a how to read my literacy for dummies should be in your vicinity divine right of kings will be like salt in the eyeballs absolute monarchs justified as false idols its spiteful and my memories are tribal deaths disciple, you wouldn’t read it in the bible how i knife you in the spinal, concede your title my arrival breeds sheep to alleviate the rivals from their rightful place in homes they possess lay pagans to rest like final clones of text that was sent to force revival of hope but instead they caused a cycle of protest from folk you protect only spoke of in sects and that’s if you invest in the complex agenda's they tend to represent i spend gold to interject souls into Pax Romana disrespect Roman peace and I’ll come and slap your father antagonise these heretics, call me Justin Martyr from Aurelius to Arthur and to Arius in Sparta they call it Karma, wipe my arse with the Magna Carta feudal barons force the King to abide by the charters everyday i find this harder, there’s no way to scarper from when i start up a legend to the start of my departure Now, Baron Strange Fruit's been around you see i travel time lines where blood lines repeat i live passed lives as your feet pound the streets defeat emperors for evil as your sound asleep Baron Strange Fruit's been around you see fight with armies about sixty thousand deep technique of hardy beast i scar your peeps light you kings head with my right arm as i start my speech
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Vultures 03:26
(Dyslexia) Vultures, multiply above as cultures turn in to finding drugs sole purpose, designer buzz sore surface, the mind erupts (Dys x Sik) Vultures, multiply above as cultures turn in to finding drugs sole purpose, designer buzz sore surface, the mind erupts (Sik Sense) Now I’m not sure if i do this for pleasure, pain or just amusement pump drugs into my brain just to make me feel more human i got these, certain urges surging through my blueprint lost each and every cursive through the speed of its movement talk with mutant speech a miser that reminds us of times we defined these lifelines they supply us recruitment drive minds, and if we stay alive we're too busy making a living to ever make a life as i improve i align time, star signs and pyramid design combined but now we got retarded minds to symbolise decline to simplified tribes mystified by the sky, describe the spectrum as liquefied tie-die, acid drop ingestion, lizard eye deprived guy placid on inspection, erratic on detection vultures landing for an easy meal and as the blood pools i see my habits in the reflection
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One by One 03:34
(Sik Sense) Now you can call me Gaudi the great architect recovered alchi marker pen text and still spark the cess proudly i doubt these, people listening have heard about me been in it for a minute spitting writtens out loudly i watch the world through the bottom of a whiskey glass tipsy ass hippy growing thin like a wispy tash patron saint of 8th's in a jiffy bag fuck eyes i dilate your face with that spliff you had it's not where you're from it's about where you're sitting at gift of gab efficient wisdom out witting the slickest lads smart arsed, leave you red faced like cricket bat after the innings i kick it and that's how you know Sik is back with a sack of wicked raps, i aint no fucking king i just robbed the crown and can't be arsed to give it back this is the duck to your swing hitting back with a full on figure four on the floor with submissive taps same time i'm burning l's and didn’t give a pass flick the roach at your feet like; oi mate, finish that im implicit in vindictive plans, exhibit strength only witness when Popeye gets a spinach can i've been splitting grams with Dirty Mac covertly burn percy of some mad quirky earthly plants hunt you through the cracks like a murky past and only see you through my net like your nerdy plans I stand alone at the gates of these rappers homes where they craft their poems on a pad where their act is known we hunt you down one by one til we're the last to flow we hunt you down one by one, one by one we stand alone in the hope that our stature grows flatten grammar with the force of Thor hammer blows we hunt you down one by one til we're the last to flow we hunt you down one by one, one by one (Dyslexia) teens bit illiterate (Sik Sense) I stand alone at the gates of these rappers homes where they craft their poems on a pad where their act is known we hunt you down one by one til we're the last to flow we hunt you down one by one, one by one we stand alone in the hope that our stature grows flatten grammar with the force of Thor hammer blows we hunt you down one by one til we're the last to flow we hunt you down one by one, one by one
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(Sik Sense) The four element force that draws wreckage to shores and absorbed in the way that war epics are taught i got more records, of course, that more venomous awesomeness with a pen, i reform thaughts if flawless pits you got bars? perform them then your shit, go stand on the side like your an ornimant you'd be the token prize at a tournemant as fouth palce, if 3rd got a score to spend i rock oven gloves to write cos of my scorching pen ive come to kill your vibes like your awkward friends Lexi and I? Jekyll and Hyde that switch minds and when we combine rhymes bring your senses to life with a sentence provide hype 'til dimentia subsides with enough pride to get back up and look it square in the eye as we reside in your sadness our standards created its just madness, we're faced with a lack of creative brains it's just a hobby, i picked up in the lobby it's insane how you still need to learn to rap properly i got second crop syndrome, better than the first batch tenners worth, sitting there, chilling in a herb bag i lurk back in dark alleys smoke fattys with your aunt sally play her these large tacks we bring to make sure your knowledge of us doenst start badly we're kings or this half-arsed attack on a swag beat (Dyslexia) (Whyze One) (Dyslexia)
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(Sik Sense) When i'm birthing these beats you can hand me the forceps I got more lines than Gordon Ramsey's forehead don't aplaude yet wait a couple tracks later my snare snaps like i slapped you with sand paper sik got his swagger back, straight from the cabbage patch battle whack rappers with a strap and a plastic bag my shit stinks like, damn i'll have a gram of that maybe two but i need to go to the bank to grab the cash (Dyslexia) (Cosmo Tx) (Sik Sense) Leave me two bars and they will get looped im in a chicken coop stooped bunning Chris Tucker zoot cos it's friday, in a suit out for the loot phone on vibrate business time out for the loot bare fruits from high grade last minute line change im 0845 gotta pay for my time mate i'll fuck it up, then i'll fuck it sideways come back in nine days and the track will still girate (Dyslexia) (Cosmo Tx) (Sik Sense) What the fuck you looking at? watch where you're staring im careless, take your girl home to meet my parents i think they're gonna like her, treat her like an heiress she's an airhead but fuck it man she gives out bare head i've got rare texts a spare set of fuck you's and im aware, yes, i don't expect some fucks too i crush crews into juice quaf them from a chalice that's made of gold and moulded from the shape of my phalice
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Time Flies 01:10

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Dyslexia & Sik Sense return with their 3rd joint release and 1st full length album 'Habits'. After smashing the back doors off the underground with their first two EP's; (the jazz tinged "Enter Your Own Caption" and the futuristic ode to work "Employees of the Month"), the duo took a sharp left turn and wound up in a dark, dusty, dank, fritzel-esque basement where they embraced a mind state best left well alone.

"Habits" introduces a much darker soundscape than previous work. Inspired by, and drawing from themes generally avoided in Hip-Hop; addiction, anxiety, disdain and malice, coupled in equal parts with egotism, self-doubt and a love stain size smattering of self-deprecating humour which leads you on a dizzying spiral into the minds of Dyslexia and Sik Sense. With features from Fugitive 9 kingpins; Cosmo TX, Cuda Brown, Moe Hendrix, Sintax 0 and Whyze Oner you are welcomed into the re-emerging pattern of habits with an awkward handshake and a tipped Stetson.

This album will make you ask questions that we cannot answer and we're, almost, sorry about that.

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credits

released August 3, 2014

All songs written by Dyslexia & Sik Sense*
All songs produced by Sik Sense

Dyslexia - vocals, american boy
Sik Sense - beats & vocals, english boy

*Method Owned written by Dyslexia and Cuda Brown
Waveform written by Sik Sense, Dyslexia, and Whyze Oner
Reefaman written by Sik Sense, Dyslexia, and Cosmo TX
Tetramorph written by Fugitive 9 (Dyslexia, Moe Hendrix, Whyze Oner, and Cosmo TX)
Signing Off written by Dyslexia and Sik Sense and Sintax 0

Artwork by Michael Scott Younger III

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Dyslexia and Sik Sense Norfolk, Virginia

Dyslexia and Sik Sense discovered each other’s music on soundcloud in 2012 and set out to make some dumb ass rap records with nothing but 2 shitty USB plug in mics, a stack of beats and access to emails.

The result is a cacophony of abstract, cerebral hip hop slapped in the face with a generous hand full of viscous creative juices squeezed fresh from the teat of the neighbourhood inner demon. .
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